quick to lock ourselves in a prison cell of arrogance incarcerated by our own egos freedom can not happen until we reach through the bars
they’ve never looked as deeply as… into the centers of your alluring and final eyes they’ve never watched you dance slowly and dark like the end…
still he saws at the legs of his Steinway old habits only die hard so he tickles the ivory cigarette hanging from his lips
he remembers the grapes as they would vine through his blo… like galaxies looking for a home welcomed with a kiss from his alwa… stars tickled his heart
you lose your breath when the fist hits your gut you lose your mind when you love a woman you lose your keys
when she doesn’t love you the guts are pulled out from insid… life spills from the bones and your heart forgets to beat you become a ghost
when the rest of the world seemed… and the invisibility of god was to… i turned to a puppet a stuffed brown dog i had named Gr… i confided in him earnestly
THE ARTIST constantly trying to get somewhere he
dawn is a coffin stars take their graves in morning come night, resurrect
i followed the pigeons to Gordon park just to hear them coo their electric feathers alive in the sun
disregarded flesh from abattoir to your plate feeding dominion
in one kiss four lips translate all the languages of the world into a story none of us understand
when the neighbors would bang on t… screaming through them telling him to stop for the love of god it is three in the morning
so I am supposed to divulge enough… for someone to make an informed de… and certainly it is understood tha… for a while it’s the decorum of crazy
he looks off into the distance as if god exists waiting beyond the winds with some kind of answer he looks on dating sites
